Chapter 1284: Praising Each Other

With just one sword, Bo Kao defeated an opponent, how terrible!

Moreover, this opponent was not an ordinary person of the seventh level of Yuanhuang. He must be extremely strong to dare to step down from the martial arts stage, otherwise it would be tantamount to committing suicide.

However, he was strong, and Bo Kao was stronger than him. He defeated him with one sword, simply and straightforwardly.

The man's face looked a little hideous and distorted due to the severe pain. He covered the wound with one hand to prevent the blood from flowing out, looked into the void, and said in a pleading tone: "I give up, can you spare my life!"

A black figure emerged, Bo Kao looked at the man, and said lightly: "I will spare your life."

The man immediately showed a touch of joy and hurriedly said: "Thank you!"

After that, he turned and shot into the sky. Although he left the martial arts stage, his heart was still surging. The moment just now was too terrible. If Bo Kao had not deliberately held back, he would have been a dead body at this time.

Seeing that person return safely, the crowd all showed a meaningful look on their faces. Just now, Wuming spared Gongshu Yu's life, and at this moment, Bo Kao also spared a life, both of which reflected the extraordinary spirit of the Tianjiao.

"Not bad." The Dragon Lord secretly praised in his heart. They were all the descendants of his dragon clan, and he naturally did not want to see too many casualties.

Then the remaining five people also fought with Bo Kao one after another, but the results did not change much. They were all defeated quickly, and the gap in strength was obvious. Similarly, Bo Kao did not take their lives, and let them leave safely.

At this time, Qin Xuan's eyes showed a thoughtful look. In a sense, this competition can be regarded as a contest between the younger generation of the dragon clan. Although the realm is the same, the strength is uneven. Only those with real talent can stand out.

There is no doubt that Bo Kao successfully won a place.

So far, the Tianxing Legion and the Holy Dragon Legion have won one victory after another, and the two people who took action are extremely strong. Each of them crushed the opponent with a strong attitude, which is very dazzling.

At this moment, the crowd seemed to have made an agreement, and their eyes all looked in one direction, the direction of the Senluo Legion.

Two of the three major dragon legions have already sent people to fight, and the Senluo Legion will surely not remain silent.

As expected by everyone, a figure immediately stepped out of the Senluo Legion. He was a well-known commander, at the ninth level of the Yuanhuang realm, and his fame was only slightly inferior to Mu Ziyin.

Seeing that the person who made the move was not Mu Ziyin, many people showed disappointment in their eyes, but soon recovered as usual. Mu Ziyin had already come today, and it didn't matter when he made the move. They were not in a hurry.

The person who walked out of the Senluo Legion was named Yan Luo, who had reached the peak of the eighth level of the Yuanhuang realm. There were few rivals in the Senluo Legion. Except for Mu Ziyin, almost no one was his opponent.

Yan Luo stood on the martial arts stage, did not say anything, but just stood there quietly waiting for others to come down.

After a while, seven or eight figures descended from the sky. Each of them had the aura of the eighth level of the Yuanhuang realm. They were all extraordinary leaders of the major legions. Some of them were even as famous as Yan Luo, which made many people wonder whether Yan Luo could really hold this position?

I don’t know if it was intentional, but neither the Holy Dragon Legion nor the Tianxing Legion sent anyone down, as if to make way for the Senluo Legion.

The battle broke out soon, and Yan Luo stepped forward, releasing his aura. Rows of golden ancient characters appeared around him, blooming with brilliant and boundless brilliance, illuminating the void. Each ancient character contained a terrible rule power, suppressing the void.

Yan Luo waved his palm, and many ancient characters rushed forward to kill. The space was shaking wildly. One by one, the ancient characters fell down like mountains, suppressing everything with a monstrous momentum. A terrible gravity rule covered the endless area. He was like a peerless war god who controlled thousands of troops, unstoppable.

At this time, Yan Luo's opponent held a silver spear in his hand, his eyes were extremely sharp, his palm trembled, and the silver spear was wrapped in the power of annihilation and stabbed out. A silver light appeared in the void, directly piercing through the endless space and killing Yan Luo, as if unstoppable.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The silver light collided with the ancient characters, and the rules of the spear and the rules of force merged into one, breaking everything.

The ancient characters shook and shattered, and the silver spear kept moving forward. However, there were so many ancient characters that they kept rushing out, blocking the silver spear from moving forward. The speed of the silver spear's advancement gradually slowed down, as if it was powerless.

The man's face couldn't help but turn pale. At this time, he actually felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, as if he was facing not one person, but a legion, which could not be killed at all.

Yan Luo glanced at the man indifferently, and his palm slapped forward suddenly. Countless ancient characters suddenly reflected extremely dazzling light, and at the same time blasted forward. A terrifying trend seemed to form in the void, pressing forward like a huge wave.

The huge wave hit the silver spear, and the silver spear broke in an instant. Several terrifying ancient characters hit the man's body. The man screamed and shot backwards at a high speed, and was directly eliminated.

Most of the remaining people had similar results. They could only stop Yan Luo for a moment, but at best they were defeated and eliminated by the ancient characters.

There was only one exception. He had the momentum to compete with Yan Luo, but unfortunately, he was still defeated by Yan Luo.

The crowd on the stairs could see it clearly. Yan Luo also held back, otherwise he could directly suppress the opponent and there was no need to waste time.

There were already three places, which were taken by people from the three major legions. This seemed to be accidental, but it was inevitable.

"In your opinion, what do you think of the people sent by the three legions?" The Third Prince Long looked at Qin Xuan beside him and asked with a smile.

"They are all very powerful." Qin Xuan said.

"They should all be able to enter the Nine Realms List." The Third Prince Long said.

"Indeed." Qin Xuan nodded. He originally thought that the Nine Realms List could represent the Nine Realms, but now it seems that the Nine Realms List has missed many talented people. There are many people in the Dragon Clan who are not worse than those on the Nine Realms List. If other monster clans are included, there will be even more.

The three legions seemed to have opened the real curtain of this competition. The following battle became particularly fierce. Basically, every time someone stepped out, they would face the challenge of several people, and the three legions no longer hesitated and would also attack each other.

There are very few people like Wuming, Bokao and Yan Luo who crush their opponents. Most of them can only defeat two or three people and then be replaced by others.

Unconsciously, a day passed like this, but the competition did not stop. Under the moonlight, the vast martial arts arena actually added a bit of haziness and became more beautiful.

The Dragon Lord stretched out his hand, and a huge golden dragon appeared in the sky. The golden dragon hovered in the sky, and its body continued to bloom with brilliant light. The golden light seemed to be mixed with the moonlight, lighting up the night, just like daytime.

Although it had been a day, the onlookers seemed tireless and still watched the battle below with great energy. After all, the energy of warriors is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and there is no effect even if they do not rest for a long time.

Another three days passed, and the martial arts arena experienced hundreds of battles, and a total of 48 places were born.

And the Dragon Lord had said in advance that a total of 49 people would be selected.

This means that there is only one place left.

At this time, countless eyes looked in the same direction, where Mu Ziyin was.

Mu Ziyin has not made a move yet. What is his plan in his mind?

Qin Xuan also looked at Mu Ziyin. This man was extremely handsome and dignified. He was a rare handsome man, especially in the demon domain, where most people were sturdy and had rough faces. He was even more different.

As if knowing what everyone was expecting, Mu Ziyin put away the folding fan in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and walked forward as if he was a little cynical.

Everyone's eyes froze when they saw this scene. Are they finally ready to take action?

"Not long ago, I heard that there was a man in the Senluo Corps who was famous in Shenglong City. He was unparalleled in talent and appearance, and his talent was comparable to that of the twelve dukes. Is that you?"

At this time, a voice with a slightly inquiring tone came from the crowd, making many people look strange. Now, there are still people who don't know the name of Mu Ziyin?

However, when they saw the person who was speaking, they were speechless. If it was him, it would not be strange.

The person who said this was Li Mubai.

Li Mubai had not appeared for a long time. He must have been practicing in seclusion. It was reasonable that he did not know Mu Ziyin.

Mu Ziyin smiled faintly when he heard this, looked in the direction of Li Mubai, and said: "I have heard that the name of the sword fairy Li Mubai is the best in Shenglong City. His sword attainments are unmatched by his peers. He has challenged nearly a hundred games without a single defeat. If the eldest prince does not come out, no one can compete with him. Seeing him today, it is true that the rumors are true!"

The crowd looked even weirder when they heard the conversation between the two. Is this considered bragging to each other?

However, this does not seem to be bragging. Both of them are telling the truth. Except for the eldest prince, it seems that there is really no one who can suppress Li Mubai, and Mu Ziyin's talent is indeed comparable to the twelve dukes.

But some people looked unhappy after hearing these words.

For example, Zhou Zhuang, Bian Jun, Cao Jingtian, Yin Tianming and other twelve dukes, these two people just praised each other, but they were compared with them. What do they think of them?

Especially the last sentence of Mu Ziyin was extremely ironic.

Except for the eldest prince, no one was Li Mubai's opponent. Isn't this saying that Li Mubai was stronger than all the twelve dukes? They were all present, which was too disrespectful.

Qin Xuan couldn't help but look at the Dragon Lord when he heard this, but he saw that the Dragon Lord looked very calm, as if he knew nothing and turned a blind eye.

Obviously, the Dragon Lord didn't care about these, or he didn't object.

"Father never cared about the competition between the younger generations, and even wanted to see such competition, which would promote our growth." The third prince Long explained in a low voice.

Qin Xuan nodded. Judging from the Dragon Lord's previous style of doing things, it was indeed the case.